Page 64 of Michael's Awakening
He gasped. “Yes! I’d love to. I thought the tickets were sold out to the Symphony, though.”
I smirked.
Realization lit his pale eyes. “You already bought the tickets, didn’t you?’
Nodding, I answered, “I bought them right when they went on sale.”
Scrunching his brow, he looked to be contemplating something. “So, you bought them two weeks ago?” When I nodded, he gave me a breathtaking smile. “You are too amazing. You didn’t even know if there was going to be anything to celebrate two weeks ago.”
“Princess, with you, there is always a reason to celebrate. You are mine. That’s more than enough for me.”
His eyes watered and he stepped forward to wrap his arms around me, not caring that there were other people around that could see us. I didn’t care either. I loved the beautiful man in my arms and I didn’t give a damn who saw us.
“I love you, Michael.” He kissed my chest and rested his head against me.
“I love you, too, Angel. Forever.”
***
Walking intoAmbrosialater that evening, I had my arm at the small of Gabriel’s back as we approached the hostess table. We’d become regular customers, so the staff knew us well.
“Mr. Kingston! Welcome back, sir,” the hostess, named Jennifer, greeted us. “Follow me, your table is ready.”
Gabriel leaned into me as we walked to our table, and I tightened my arm around his small waist. He was wearing a black, lace corset top with a red jacket pulled over it, black skinny jeans, and red stiletto heels. To top it all off, he wore a red lipstick covering his full, seductive lips and I couldn’t keep my damn eyes off of him. Arriving at our usual booth, the one we sat in on our first date, I guided Gabriel to his seat and then took my own across from him.
“Your server will be right with you,” Jennifer informed us and started to walk away.
“Is Jackson working tonight?” Gabriel asked before she left, causing her to stop and turn around.
What was my Princess up to?
“Umm, I believe he is,” she answered. “This is normally his section, so if he’s working, you’ll probably see him soon.” After Gabriel thanked her, she turned and walked back to the front of the restaurant.
Quirking a brow, I asked, “What was that about? What is your mischievous little mind planning?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he answered as he stuck his nose up in the air and picked up his menu.
I gave him an I-know-you-better-than-that look. Meeting my eyes, he grinned. Yes, he was definitely plotting something.
“Good evening, gents. Nice to see you two again,” Jackson greeted us as he arrived at our table.
Glancing up at him, I noticed he’d gotten considerably more muscled since the last time I’d seen him. His shirt fit tighter across his chest and emphasized his large biceps. The training with Zack at the gym must be really paying off for him.
“Hi.” Gabriel put down his menu and smiled a devilish smile at him. “It’s nice to see you again, too.”
I narrowed my eyes at him, curious as to what masterminded plan he had concocted in that gorgeous head of his.
Jackson smiled at us and put his hands behind his back in a professional manner. “What can I get you two to drink? The usual?”
“That’d be fantastic,” Gabriel answered before I could open my mouth.
“Great. I’ll be right back with your drinks,” Jackson responded and left.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Nothing.” He smiled impishly and turned his head to look out the window.
“You don’t fool me, Princess.” I reached across the table to grab his hand. “Spill it.”
